Mairi watched Dr. X escort Taren to the exit; his long golden locks seemed to glow against the backdrop of Taren’s dark blue skin. Her mind felt slippery, her hands bound roughly behind her back, her waist and ankles secured firmly to the vertical slab. The material was cold and unknown.They appeared to exchange heated words. Taren’s face became animated; his alien tongue spoke in agitated tones, quick and erratic movements of his long arms orchestrating each syllable. The doctor appeared rather bored. With a dismissive wave of his hand, Taren left. Mairi heard the door shut; a shill metallic click of the lock sending a chill up her spine like nails on a chalkboard. He placed the keys in his pocket and turned toward the beautiful, mysterious Null. Just the two of them now.
“Good morning Mairi,” said Dr. X, slowly running the backside of his nails along her chin and up the side of her jaw stopping near her right temple. Mairi turned her head, her neck muscles straining in silent protest. His nails felt glass smooth and warm against her skin; his breath smelled of honeysuckle. “The less you resist, the less pain you will endure,” said Dr. X, letting his hands linger on the strange tactile feel of her skin, his eyes slightly ablaze with anticipation. “I’m not here to hurt you Mairi.”
Mairi pushed herself back against the slab. Even her eyes rolled down, wishing they had legs and could run. “Do you know why you are here child?”
Mairi shook her head, unable or unwilling to speak, she wasn’t sure.
“You are the elusive Null our scientists have been searching for, for years no less without success. Many in the community questioned whether such an entity existed. Imagine our surprise and excitement when your vessel mysteriously appeared in our sector. Still, many have their doubts, and many would have me burn you at the stake, such is the fear at the potential power you have within that red head of yours. Always a fear of the unknown, such a pity really; yet, here we are, just me and you,” whispered Dr. X, inhaling the fear radiating from the surface of her skin. Such a sweet delicious smell he thought.
“I have no idea what you are talking about,” said Mairi, her voice cracking with the absurdity of his claim. “You know my friends would be very interested to know that I possess such power. I’m sure they would tremble in fear once they picked themselves off the floor from laughter. I don’t mean to rain on your parade, but I think you’ve got the wrong girl.”
Dr. X smiled. “Perhaps you are correct. Duty, however, dictates that I must be absolutely certain. Your head is not the only one at stake.”
“Do what you will, there is nothing to find,” said Mairi, regretting her choice of words almost before they were uttered.
“Well, my dear, that's the plan. Glad to hear we are in agreement,” his hands moving to the buttons on her blouse.
“What the frail do you think you are doing,” yelled Mairi, squirming against the ropes that bound her.
“Yell if you must, but I have to tell you this room is sound proof, not that there is anyone who would come to the aid of your plaintive wailing. Relax, I promised I’m not here to hurt you,” said Dr. X as his golden fingers unbuttoned the remaining enclosures. With one quick movement he ripped the blouse from her shoulders. Mairi’s eyes grew wide with the sudden violence of the movement as if she had been slapped back into the reality of her utter vulnerability.
Dr. X placed a knife against her chest. The blade was cold, polished chrome shinny and looked much larger than it actually was. My Janus, thought Mairi as she closed her eyes, have mercy. “Quiet child,” commanded Dr. X, the blade flashing quickly, her bra cut in two. “Buck up, I’m just looking.”
Mairi fought. The ropes pulled tighter, cutting into her skin. A drop of blood splattered on the floor. Dr. X stood back, his eyes marveling at the strange anatomy of the alien before him. These orbs, flesh colored at the base, muted into shades of blue at the tips, which seemed to have a slight sheen, perhaps a light glow to them. His curiosity got the best of him. Reaching out, his hands traced the outside of those soft yet firm melon-shaped appendages.
Mairi bit her lip, the pain of her hands temporary forgotten. Her eyelips slammed shut as if they alone could wipe the present moment from existence.
His fingers were warm and gentle. My Janus, she thought, is my body going to betray me, confused with her inability to stop the bluish pulsing of her chest. Her nipples hardened and grew more luminous, vestiges of Hynerian evolution.
Pinching her nipples, watching them grow harder, watching them throb, his mind was locked on hers and there it was, the opening. BAM!
+Hi Mairi, can you hear me?+
Stunned for just a second, she responded, +Yes.+
Catagories: Story, Mairi, Dr. X
16 comments:
I was sold at the title. :-)
No limit to your imagination, one great idea after another and more than that, you do justice to them. So very well written, a real joy to mull over the language of each sentence as well as the text in it's entirety.
Must admit, I am completely fascinated by the idea of blue - what did you call them - tips, tips that have the capability to glow furthermore. :-)
Who could think of such a thing except you :-)
Very interesting(!!!) the confusion that arises, clinical curiosity on behalf of the doctor, fear on behalf of Mairi and then the sexual element enters into the equation. From the docs side less unexpected being in that position of power, as for Mairi, dread to think how she will cope with the knowledge.
And he was right too, wonder how that will effect her fate from here on out...
Brilliant. Of course :-)
You have more frailing twists to the story than anyone could imagine. Wow. Part of me continues to read on against my will - I don't like violent scenes. But then, amazingly the trail takes yet another turn - blue tips indeed... my emotions are also fully engaged.
Oh Sunshine, what can I say. I think I enjoy reading your comments as much as you enjoy reading the story. I so do love how much you see in each chapter, sometimes stuff I don't even see myself. :-D
This chapter was both easy and hard to write. Easy, in that I had a clear idea of what happened in that room. Hard in that the emotions and reactions are more complicated and difficult to get right. I was also very much aware of how close to the line I was with regard to the label one might want to place on what Dr. X was doing to Mairi, and I was afraid of how I was having Mairi respond. But you are right, lots of ambiguity (sp?) lots of confusion as to what she was feeling. A bit embarassassed, a bit humiliated, a bit unsure of what and how she should react under the circumstances, and above all, scared out of her mind, esp with the knife against her chest.
As always, thanks so much for all you do to keep me excited. :-)
Terry, glad to have you fully "engaged." Is it okay to be fully "engaged" at work? I hope I'm not getting you into any sort of trouble. :-D
Thanks for those very kind words. It pleases me to no end to have you following the story and enjoying it. Glow in the dark nipples, its a hynerian evolutionary thing--don't blame me. Its all Dr. Xs fault for ripping off her blouse. :-D
Having a fit of the giggles over this: its a hynerian evolutionary thing--don't blame me.
Woah! Incredible chapter. The tension is almost solid. Brilliant (as usual)
Woah. I go away for such a little while and I come back to two new posts! This was fantastic.. I loved the description of the doctor.. his nails smooth as glass and his honeysuckle breath. A very curious character.
Very sensual and riveting to the end.
Thanks Jenni. This was a very interesting chapter for me to write from a gender point of view. I've never had a problem putting myself in the shoes of my females characters until this chapter, I think in part, because of the sensitive nature of how does one react to the possiblity of being raped. Was feeling on very thin ice and probably "pulled the string" toward the end on just how far I allowed the scene to go.
Bean, you were missed. :-)
Glad you liked Dr. Goldenhair. I like to create characters that have a mixture of qualities, both good and not so good. I think most of us are the same, mixture, a work in progress, a spiritual entity having a physical experience, at times seeing the path clearly and at other times feeling completely lost in the dark and alone.
Thanks for the kind words. Always very much appreciated. :-)
Wow, that had me absolutely MESMERIZED! Very very good, IMHO. I love that your character has that double quality about them, and I agree with you that everyone is like that. Nothing's ever black or white, good or bad, its always some shade or gradient in between.
The Girl had wanted to do something like that for one of her writing assignments in school. Its nice to see it being pulled off so masterfully, I'm sure she can pick up a trick or two from you. Keep up the good work, I'll definitely be back!
Thanks Boy. Kind words are always very much appreciated and engaged comments are encouraged. :-)
Life is shades of grey. Took me a long, long, long time to start to understand. My dad was a very black and white kinda guy. I only knew what I was taught. Of course, reality has a way of slapping you in the face. My cheeks have been red more than once. :-D
This is how we all should live... I like Dr. X and hope we'll *see* more of him?? *uh hum* It keeps getting hotter in here... it has to be you and Jack's writing.
Karen, what can I say, this is what happens when I leave Jack alone at the computer. He does have a rather vivid imagination. :-)
blue tips hey? *tingles*
I think I like that *tingle* thing you do. :-)
tingles are the small guns. Now jolts! OMG those are the big guns. *grins*
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